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shit around me I don't duck smoke
Literally rollin up they hittas let that bum smoke
I just fuck my bitches best friends keep it hush though
Keep one in

But how am I supposed to do that with the same problems on my back (Like get off, nigga)
Shoot, got me fucked up, yeah
But that's just life, kind

my legs
You couldn't understand me even if you stand under me 'cause I'm up by a lot
I never made a plan B, I just went straight to the point like

Thats gon make me disappear, I'm drowning in a ocean
Better by my lonely, cause I cant be disappointed
Dont ever tell me that you for me, you gon have

I'm innocent i really didn't kill her
She was in my bed i was just tryna fill her
After she left I just went to bed
And when I woke up i was with

that shines like a trophy
I'm on freeze never caught by the police
I just got more ice than the whole rink
Me and flossing connect like a goatee
Some say

myself remain in weakness since it's what I am
But I've been saved by Christ from being damned
Cause if I'm just weak
Is it my responsibility?
I give

I don't mess with short girls
Told the homie put the beat in five/eight
But my ex was 5'3"
That is just
That is just
That is just beyond me
Drinking

Downing all the brown water
Drown on it
Dour by the pound
Got a thou on it
Luck was never up
Been working running for it
Fuck another moment
Want it

You ain't like my last tape nigga then don't replay it
You don't like my decisions then just know I make it
Let's make these white folk swallow they

Hey, I hate that I'm so stun
I'm ready to dance at the kings tun
And when I bat my lids by you won't run
You could see I been that bitch since

week for some bread!
How'd he know that?
Fuck! Thought I was pussy?
You ain't tryna catch a charge, just look we
Can ta
I don't like me when I
Lose my

worse, I just might OD ah
I sit at the crib and just polish my gun
Until I get the call it's
Time to murder someone
You gotta R-Y-D-E or D-IE
Come and join

Back to Home

Cigar

Speed Is Relative

1999

it up
It's always been in your court
Just like they've always said
On the floor it will remain

Push your luck so hold your cards up high
A sense

early morning won’t let a second pass me by
Gotta get up, go and get it
Yeah a **** staying hungry (Yeah)
Leave the dreams in the sheets get up and never

the way
But I can't keep shying away
Close your eyes and open your mind
Might be surprised by what you find
Chevrolet crawling, my top down
West-siding

I'm hurting inside
There you go cuz, see I swallowed my pride
I was four deep on a neuron bike
I'm on a trip, shoes on tight
While I cruise on by

Listen in it isn't when you're talking for your name's sake
Jesus, Mary Magdalene you are, are you okay?
Sitting by the well, Jill, your falling

shit that I just keep bottled up
This paranoia keep me in the house and out of touch (I don't go outside)
I hear somebody at my door, I pick my

Luck of the Irish
And in my family genes that shit is timeless
My great grandfather had the bias
The same shit he used to turn to in a crisis
And I

different stitch 
I'm coming out the blue 
And I'm painting new views 
I'm coming for the top and I'm coming nonstop 
I'm spitting my heat and I'm just trying

ghosted
I ain't gonna start about the way you cheated
You ain't no contact on my phone, just know your texts are deleted
It's so hard to go defeat all my

I'm so mad
Angry at the strong man
Killing these beasts in my life
Like conan
I'm saved by grace
Giving glory to no man
Hello to the Christ in me
Bye

(Right), but I'm not a ranger (Yeah)
Got the beat by Power (Right) and we just made a banger

Get it and go, I'll stomp your ass to the ground
If you